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|AL, marm, 1
might let you
have the cob
bler for Christ
mas." said SI-
laa Hicks. "He'll b«
a fine bird by then.
Bat 1 dtmne. He's the only one I've
reared out of that brood, and I’m
kinder attached te him."
However, he promised Mr*. James
Anally tf let her have the cobbler.
Silas Hicks was not a sentimental
He was a fanner, and In busi
ness for the money it broucht him. He
had a brother John, who had cone to
the city and made money hand over
iBt. John was a crusty old bachelor
and largely devoid ef the sense of
family obligations
There had been a time, five years
before, when things went badly with
Silas. There was a heavy mortgage
to meet, the crops had been a failure,
and he had been In danger of dispos
session. Besides bis wife was on her
Sickbed, from which she was never to
arise.
Silas had cone In his despair to the
brother whom he had not seen tor
years. John had turned him down flat
“Father left you the farm because
you played up to him, and kicked me
•ut Into the world," he said. "Now
I’ve made my pile, you have the nerve
to come to me for help. I don't see It
Silas.”
“My wife’s sick," pleaded Sllns, "and
you've got more money than you know
wlint to do with."
"Oh, I can Ibid a use for It," John
rejoined cnustlcally. "Maybe If you’d
shown a little sympathy for me when
I was hoofing It on the sidewalks I'd
have a little more for you, Silas."
Silas went home. Somehow he men
aced to survive the crisis. But his
wife died, and he grow lonelier and
lonelier. If he had hnd a few thou
sand dollars he would have sold out
«nd gone south to live, somewhere
away from this bleak New England
coast. But he could just manage to
make both endB meet Dully he cursed
his brother In his heart.
He started raising turkeys, and that
was a failure. Only the gobbler lived.
He used to watch the bird with In
terest. The gobbler would come cluck
ing after him for crumbs. And it was
tdd how It looked like John.
fie began to call It John. It hnd a
gueer way of putting Its head upon
•ne side and catling, ns John used to
do when he was a boy. Gradually, to
•Id Sllaa' fancy, the gobbler became
•n effigy of John. He hated It
He liuted It, and ho was attached,
too. He made a sort of pet of the
gobbler. He wanted It to love him,
so far as a turkey gobbler Is capable
•f love. Then, when Christmas came,
be was going to cut Its throat very
•lowly, bending lta head back to see
Itie terror In lta eyes. He would thus
have his revenge upon hi a brother.
"Tea, marm, John's thriving nicely
and putting on fleah," he told Mrs.
James. "Here he cornea. John I John 1"
Dp came the Mg gobbler, put lta
head on one side and surveyed Silas
to see If he had any bread crumbs.
"Isn’t he the cutest thing 1" said
Mrs. James. "I don’t wonder you
oan’t bear to let me have It, Mr.
Hicks.”
"Oh. that'll be all right, inurm,” re
sponded Silas cheerily.
An elemental hatred for the gobbler
had come to fill his heart. Christmas
was at hand. He pictured how, on the
■sorrow, he would grab the bird, he
would Insult It with all the turkey
abuse that he had picked up from It;
•hen It should die slowly, as he would
Mke John to die.
On Christmas morning he found a
letter from an unknown correspondent
hi the city. Opening It, he read that
Ms brother John was dead.
John had left forty thousand dollars,
kaUf of which was to go to Silas, "In
aaemory of our boyhood times together,
■ad In the hope that any 111 feeling,
M It existed, has long ago been can-
eaied."
Sllaa stared at the letter. His eyes
pvw misty. He saw John again as a
little boy upon the farm; his heart
went out to him acroae the years.
Gobble! Gobble 1 The big turkey
was standing In front of him. Its bead
an one side, one daw raised, begging
flar crumbs.
Ton crept big faker, yon I” bellowed
The gobbler, looking a little alarmed,
ited a step or two.
"Oh, Mr. Hicks, Tm willing to pay
fer that turkey, but aomehow I—I feel
I just can't eat him after seeing him
grow np from babyhood."
“Wal, Mr*. James. I was kinder
feeling that way myself,” said Silas
Hlcka, scratching his bead. Ton see,
Tm selling cut and going south, and I
waa figuring on taking him along and
Mag tuAeya.'
• MM
N THE far-
flung land of
the west ths
early winter
had been
usually mild and I
although It was near
ing Christmas, now the weather waa
bright and clear, almost sprlng-Uks la j
Its mildness.
Everywhere that the message of the I
Christ Child had reached, men and
women were busy and happy pre- i
paring for the great day, a new and
added Joy of life surging within their
hearts. Into each home there had
come a strengthening and rekindling
of family ties and :
a new birth of J
love and service
that reached out
even beyond the
home.
Out on the res
ervation, however,
the Indtnns went
about their tasks
•s usual, for ns
hint of the wonder
and the glory of
the Christmas
time had yet com#
to them. And If
they felt a mys
terious something
In the nir at this
time, they under
stood It not at all,
for the brightness
from the Star of Bethlehem hud not
yet burst upon them.
Moonlight Brook was very lonely—
she bad only little Silver Star, her
daughter, with her now—the big chief
lmd sent Strong Oak, her husband,
with other braves, on n mission to a
distant village. And Moonlight
Brook had missed him every hour, for
their love was still burning as bright
as the big camp fire that blaied near
the tepees at dusk.
Her lovs of the great open spaces
helped to cheer her during' the long
hours of his absence. Every day with
little Silver Star she wandered afar.
In these lonely places that she went
there always came to her the sense
of some unknown presence—the hand
of some great power.
Early one morning Moonlight Brook
called little Silver Star to her and
told her that they would go for a
long walk, nwny up to ltonring Creek.
Moonlight Brook was lost In wonder at
the beauty of the scene, but a great
and sudden change had come over the
day. Now, looking ut the lowering,
threatening sky, she decided that she
must make all possible haste buck
to the village. For with the dark
ness and the gloom that had come over
nil there hnd come, too, from across
the prairie a low menacing wind
that carried with It at times small,
dry snowflakes.
With Silver Star In her arms Moon
light Brook started In the direction of
the village, walking with the swift,
strong stride of the woman who Uvea
much In the open' The snow now was
coming down In large flakes and the
wind had grown bllzzard-llke In Its
velocity. Hope wss fast dying within
her, for she wss trembling from ex
haustion. Then overwrought nature
did the thing which she had tried hard
to keep from happening—she sank
upon the snow—her last thought as
■he felt consciousness leaving her, to
wrap the blanket closer about little
Silver Star and to waft a prayer to
the Great Spirit to take care of Strong
Oak when she was gone.
• ••••••
But the prairie has many stories
to tell of strange things that have
happened there, aud on this day there
was added to the list another of those
coincidences which
happen oftener In
real life than
some would have
us believe. For
Strong Oak and
his party came by
the very spot
where Moonlight
Brook and Sliver
Star lay a short
time after they
had sunk exhaust
ed. Some of the
men had tried to
take the other
trail, but some
thing within him,
that strange, un
known force which
comes to all at
times, made him
choose the Roaring Creek traU Instead
and he found his loved ones and with
the help of the guides they reached
the village in safety.
A few hours later. Moonlight Brook
and Strong Oak sat hand In hand, the
estaatlc happiness of being reunited
surging within them. Moonlight
Brook whiskered over and over that
It was a miracle that the Great Spirit
had wrought that Strong Oak should
have found her. And Strong Oak told
her that while he had been gone he
had heard the story of the Christ
Child who had come upon earth on
this day, which ever since has been
called Christmas. As Moonlight
Brook listened to the beautiful story
that has been told so much, but which
keeps its thrill through the ages, she
felt that this day was Indeed a day of
miracles, for, like her bronzed brave,
tbe story brought her a wonderful
peace and stilled tbe restless long
ings which had coots to kor so ottos
M the past.
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SECOND WEEK.
B. IT. Phillips, 4.
N. R. McLendon, 13.
C. J. Steed, L.
A. H. Ward, L.
C. E. Ringer, 0.
Y. L. Houscworth, 10,
,T. L. Carter, M.
II. R. Brigmnn, 10.
O. r. Johnson, F. C.
T. F. Friddell, 11.
J. B. Cook, C
J. T. Morgan, 0.
I. O. Latimer, 5.
C. C. Brock, 10.
R. H. Boyd, F. P
J. M. Chambers, S.
J. J. Crows, 13.
P. G. McAlister, 3.
F. W. Nicholson, L.
Roy Lane, L.
J. O. Dnvis, 2.
J. L. Barnes, 9.
J. G. Wilson, B.
R. II. Eady, F. P.
W. II. McClendon, H.
J. W. H. Benford, 13.
L. F. West, 0.
Vnss Phillips, 8.
O. B. Moore, B.
O. C. -Tones, 4.
J. B. Chappell, 2.
G. T. Lyle, L.
J. IT. Kilgore, 2.
G. A. Stovall, K.
IT. P. Robinson, 10.
J. W. Lovvorn, 9.
CONFLICTING STATEMENTS
“Agricultural conditions are worse
now Ilian at. any time since the war.
The farmer’s dollnr is worth only 87
cents of the otlior fellow’s dollar.”—
Dr. IT. J. Waters, former dean of agri
culture of the University of Missouri
end later president of Kansas State Ag
ricultural College.
“The country’s agricultural position
is the best it has been in tlireo yoars;
purchasing power of farm products is
now at the highest point in three
years.”—United States Department of
Agriculture.
A pneknge mniled nine years ago has
arrived in Souttlc. Do your Christmas
mailing early.
Henry Ford it* to have the finest pri
vate car in the Uhited States. It will
come ia handy touring the country for
votes at the nntionnl convention.
Everybody wants to give something that will be
useful and also attractive. So we invite you to our
store to inspect our line of goods.
The selection of this stock was made with great
care, with a view to giving our customers goods of prac
tical value at popular prices.
We urge you to make a careful examination of these
goods before you make your Christmas purchases.
SILK TIES
SILK SOX
SHIRTS
COLLARS
MEN’S SUITS
BOYS’ SUITS
UNDERWEAR
BOYS’ CAPS
SWEATERS
RAINCOATS
OVERCOATS
RUBBERS
HOUSE SLIPPERS
SILK HOSE
BLANKETS
GARTERS
SHOES
TOWELS
COUNTERPANES
LADIES’ COAT SUITS
I \DIES’ COATS
S’TIRT WAISTS
KID GLOVES
HANDERCHIEFS
STEIN BA CH’S
ECONOMY SHOP
• '■ ' .' 1 - f.
All Set and Ready to Go!
A Start in the Annual Event
A Race From Now On to Buy
Christmas Gifts
We are early in the field this year with our 19 23 Exposition of fine gift goods for Christmas. All
on display. All carefully laid out for your inspection. All ready for you to look at, to look over, and
decide on buying for giving. Better goods, prettier things, newer kinds you have never seen. Cleverer
gifts that demand the fullest appreciation you cannot possibly give. Better values, we nor any other
dealer can supply. The best little opportunity in the world to pick them out now before others get in
and beat you to it.
Vanity Perfumes $1.00 4 Color Big Box Stationery $1.00
Card Case Double Compacts $2.00 Silver Double Compacts $1.50
Big Flesh Color Powder Puffs 25c White Ivory Hand Mirrors $5 to $8.50
Mavis Perfume Sets $1.75 and up Mary Garden Perfume Sets $3.25
Leather Vapity Hand Bags $8.50 Melba Man’s Set $1.75
Cutex Sets 60c to $3.00 Gillette Razor 75c
Vanity Black Narcissus Perfume $1.00 Mavis Double Compact 50c
We are proud of these gifts and you will be too. We are anxious to show them to you and you
should be willing to see them. Your friends are wa iting for Christmas, they will expect gifts and you are
expecting to give as well as to receive. So satisfy everybody, every desire and demand, come and see
these gift goods now and pick yours out at once. More in our store and more in our windows. We
have told you only of a few here. ! .
Early showing now on. Inspection Invited. Orders
accepted for delivery any time and any where.
That Cough!
A week coming
In one day—gone!
WHITE PINE 1C
COUGH 3YRUP LjC
Jones Drug Co.
Whitman’s
Chocolates
There’s a clever bit of
QUALITY
in every little piece.
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